I created this blog to chronicle my travels, adventures and thoughts as I slowly pedal my way to Southern China. Since quitting my job and departing on my first bike tour in 2010 I have become addicted to life on the road and have been living the dream ever since. This is by far my longest and most profound cycle tour! And has been an aspiration of mine since I started riding a bike as a child. My goal, though having a destination, is to let things take shape naturally, and to limit scheduling as much as possible. It is my view that this creates barriers in the mind and limits the spontaneity of life. I post regularly and respond to all comments! Please feel free to contact me and let me know what’s on your mind!
My name is Julian Wong, I am 32 years old and I grew up in the small city of Murrieta in Southern California. I was very fortunate to grow up with two loving and caring parents, and was very close to both my mother, Alicen and my father, Karming. Karming had a very challenging and prosperous life. When he was 18, he escaped the Chinese Cultural Revolution so that he could find a job and support his family. He worked any and every job he could find, including scrapping barnacles off of ships with his bare feet in the Hong Kong harbor and demolishing old apartment buildings with his bare hands and a sledge hammer. After saving enough money to support his family, he flew to Thailand where he ordained as a Buddhist monk. He then spent the next 10 years practicing Buddhism and traveling the world, eventually finding his way to California.
Throughout my life he was not only a role model but more of an inspiration. We were very close and I spent much of my childhood traveling the world at his side. When he passed in 2011 I was shocked and searched for a closure that I would never find. I longed for one last adventure with my father. This is it, a 20,000 km bicycle journey carrying his ashes to his hometown in southern China. In the 30 years I have been in this world, it has been through extreme challenge or discomfort that I have been aware and thankful for every living breath. Without hardship, I fall asleep, and forget what a gift I have; here, now and everyday.
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